than listening to your 24 year-old son laughing hysterically at Family Matters? I don' think so. Ever since he was a little boy, John has found any movie or television show that is rife with physical comedy laughable. When he was small, his favorite thing to watch was Francis the Talking Mule movies. It wasn't because Francis was talking, he couldn't hear him, it was because of Donald O'Connor's incredible timing, pratfalls and facial expressions. Cracked him up every time!
Today, it's Steve Urkel tickling his funny bone. And I am loving every minute of it.
Today was supposed to be an opportunity for us to serve our community by cleaning debris and trash from Panola Mountain State Park. You can tell by this photo that someone decided to put a damper on our project.
Had it just been rain, we would have plowed through, carried on and taken on the challenge of ridding the river's edge of old tires and trash, parts of the old golf course of invasive non-native plants like kudzu and privet, and enjoyed each other's company. As it was, we gathered under the pavilion and waited for the rain, thunder and lightening to stop. And waited, and waited, and waited. You can't send volunteers out in an open golf course when lightening is about. Not such a good idea.
So, even though the project was postponed for another day, I was still able to take some shots of this newly aquired addition to the park. It is lovely and melancholy at the same time. You can imagine golfers walking the greens, tending to divots and happily, or unhappily, returning with scores they hope are up to par.
The following photos are of the Parker House, built in 1882, the oldest house now standing in Rockdale County. The park now owns this house and plans are in the works to restore it. I hope they do, because it is a beautiful home full of wide plank boards, creaky stairs, two beautiful chimneys and the ghosts of families past.
An upstairs bedroom window reflecting the trees across the drive.
(I had a little fun playing with Picnik.)
The exterior of the Parker House.
The mantel piece in the upper bedroom. It is soft and smooth and crafted beautifully.
The clock tower at the clubhouse, a back view from a cart path, frozen in time.
I guess the day wasn't a complete washout afterall.
All photos owned and copyrighted by Karin K. Smith. Please do not copy without permission.
Mom and I headed out early this morning heading to an estate sale in Griffin. It took us forever to get there (we got lost twice) and, when we finally arrived, it was pretty well picked over. :( I did find a few things, some peat pots for a dollar, an enameled bowl for three dollars, which will go to the dog, and two pot holder looms for two dollars. I am the last of the big spenders.
Mom found a pen for Dad (he collects them) and a book for herself for a whopping total of three dollars. Boy, I bet they were happy we came to the estate sale! ha ha After we left, we drove over to Antique Griffin for a little poking about. I was looking for things for the quilt shop and found a lot of stuff that will be perfect. I didn't buy anything for that purpose today but I did find a few things for me, like-
A tiny canopy bed, complete with bedding, for five dollars (seriously!), three clay marbles (not old, but still cute) and a package of Feathered Nest soaps from Dawn's booth. Yes, I finally made it there! The weather was beautiful and the drive through Griffin was lovely. There are some exquisite houses there. I usually drive through saying, "I could live there or there or there, as long as I can have chickens!" We ate lunch at Red Lobster and then headed for home. Nothing too exciting, it was just a very nice day. :)
We went to the oncologist today, Mom, Dad and I. He is a lovely man, sweet and kind and he listened. That's a wonderful quality in a physician, to be a listener. What Mom has in incurable. She will take the long road to controlling her cancer, but will never be rid of it. It will be a road where we will all work hard to help her maintain quality of life, whatever that means for her. She was okay with what the doctor was telling her and, somewhat surprisingly, so were Dad and I. I think since we already knew that this was a possibility, we have become reconciled to what lies ahead. I told her that I would knit her caps of brown eyelash yarn so she could have the curly hair she always wanted, without the usual old lady poodle perm. Maybe I'll make her an orange one for the red hair she always wished one of her kids would get. None of us did- we are all brunettes and proud of it! So, I will spend time making her laugh, taking her to estate sales and yard sales, preparing for the birth of the first grand and great-grandchild in our family, sorting through all of the crap in the garage and holding a yard sale at the end of the summer, making sure that she doesn't wallow. In other words, doing the same things I've always done. It shouldn't be any different.
I thought I would start something new by sharing some of my favorite things with you on Mondays. It could be a place, a food, a website, a kitchen gadget, well, you get the idea- it could be anything! Here is #1- tada!
It's Boots Geranium Cleansing Milk (for your face). By appointment to Her Majesty Queen Elizabeth II, no less.
It's simply lovely stuff- silky, smooth and it smells like geranium heaven. Not like the big, red pelargoniums you find at Home Depot, but the sweet, small-flowered true geraniums that you can find at smaller nurseries.
It makes your skin feel really soft (it contains geranium oil and olive oil) and, at $7.99 a bottle at Target, it's an inexpensive treat! (It comes in a lavender scent as well.)
Plus, when you've used it all up, you have a really cool glass bottle with a metal cap that would be perfect for squirreling away in your craft room for a future altering project! See why I love this so much?
So, there you have it- my first Love This! Monday.
Really, it's true. My daughter went to get her lunch on her break from work and, when she asked for banana peppers on her sub, was told that they were out. Everywhere! In the whole state of Georgia! How does that happen? Someone was not on the ball. Either that, or there is a pepper thief running around who is deliriously happy. It is a sad, sad day.
Flora and Mavis popping in for a visit. I'm pretty sure they were not coming for dinner!
You have to love chickens who are comfortable enough to walk right in the house. Of course, like any unexpected visitor, they found the house in less than perfect condition. Why is that always the way?
I don't know what's been happening lately, but I've been in a very creative mood- and that's a good thing. Otherwise I'd probably eat and, well, you know what happens then. A few months ago I took my dad to the VA hospital in Atlanta for a check-up. While we were waiting in the exam room I noticed the design on the wallpaper. It's old and dated but it had such a graphic presence that I sketched it in my Sudoku book. (see below) I added the dark corners to the lower right of the rectangles. Immediately, a quilt design popped into my head!
So, with a little tweaking and a few crumpled pieces of graph paper later, I came up with this:
It isn't the whole design, as I am still writing the pattern. (Although I have copyrighted it.) It's called Va-voom, after the VA hospital that inspired it. This is the quilt:
From a simple sketch of a wallpaper pattern, to graphing it out and calculating fabric amounts and cutting measurements, it took about three months to get it to a somewhat finished quilt. It just needs to be quilted and bound. I love it! It's bright and cheery and has a modern edge to it that belies its source of inspiration. You never know what you will be inspired by when you're out and about. I think that's the best part of creating- the smallest, simplest things can set your heart and mind aflutter! So get out there and make something! It's just so much fun. :)
My friend, Joyce, and I went to Arabia Mountain on Saturday to get some exercise. There were supposed to be 8 of us but, for one reason or another, it ended up being just Joyce and me. Oh, well! We had a great time. The weather was perfect and the climb was challenging but tolerable. The fact that I could still talk while I was walking was a miracle. Except for the occasional need for a very deep breath, I did okay on the climb. Joyce exercises much more than I do- for her it was a breeze. Here are a few photos of the trip. The first is Joyce taking a picture of the diamorpha that is in bloom. It's everywhere and just amazing.
J brought her GPS and the coordinates for a geocache box. Guess who found it? Me! My very first one! It was a thrill. Now I want a GPS and the location of geocache sites so I can find more. :)
Inside the box were a few toys, a log book and pencil, and a little information about the mountain area. Very cool.
Sweet, tiny white flowers that grew in the corner of a rocky area.
Beautiful Carolina Jessamine.
It has a slight licorice scent to it. Heavenly!
A hawk lazily floats the skies.
Imagine the effort it took for the water and wind to create this.
Diamorpha creeping up the mountain.
The view from the top. Ah.
Diamorpha up close and personal. It is the sweetest little flower, don't you think?
I actually did get some exercise in spite of all of the photos I was able to take. The trip took two hours total, including travel to and from the mountain and they were two of the best hours I've spent doing something for me in a long time! If you get the chance, go visit a state park near you. I think you'll be happy you did!
I have shared your comments with my mom. Thank you very much, for your kindness and thoughtfulness. I am grateful beyond words for each of you. Now, to the business at hand-
This is the hood of my truck, covered in pine and other pollens. Yuck.
If you drove anywhere in Georgia yesterday, you probably witnessed the thick, yellow haze that fairly blocked the sun. It was incredible and disgusting all at the same time. You could actually see clouds of pollen being blown from the trees! I think our cold winter has something to do with it. The trees are doing what they should be doing, only all at once! Maybe this means allergy season will be shorter. One can only hope.
We found out yesterday that my mother has lung cancer. A very common form, but still. She goes in for a PET scan on Tuesday to see if it is anywhere else other than her lung and from there treatment will be determined. She is taking it well. I'm surprised, but I think that is a good thing. Perhaps this will help her fight. Thank you to those who have e-mailed me asking about how she is and how I am. I am grateful to you for your uplifting thoughts and prayers on our behalf. I love this world of bloggers. I will keep you posted. Promise. I am going to try and keep things as normal as possible. I'll start posting about fun things soon. I made some violet jelly today from the violets that grow at my house and next door at Mom and Dad's. It is some serious delish! I think I need to make some shortbread cookies and buttercream and make violet sandwich treats. What do you think? Oh, I got the recipe here. I so need to try the other kinds she has listed. Mint jelly? Bring on the lamb!! :) Have a beautiful day, everyone.